As the Brotherhood got down to business, he found himself putting his hand on the dog’s big head and stroking the soft fur…playing with an ear…dipping down and finding the long waves that flowed from the animal’s broad, strong chest. Not that any of that meant he was keeping the the animal, of course. It just felt nice, was all.

You want to poof it or ride back with me?

Hey, no offense, but do you mind if you put both your palms where I can see ’em?

Sister," he murmured, not as an inquiry, but a statement of fact. "Brother mine," she groaned... before her consciousness slipped from her grasp and she drifted away. But she would come back to him. One way or the other, she would not leave her twin ever again.

he(Quinn)put his hand out to his friend. “I’ll lay my life down for you.With or Without that piece of paper

She nodded, wondering why couldn't she have been named Mary. Or Sue. Butno , she had to be nine-letter Elizabeth.

With that, he looked over his shoulder. Blay's breath shot out of his lungs. "Oh... my God," he whispered.